O Divine Providence, O Divine Providence!
Nothing is more loveable nor adorable than you, who like a mother feeds
the birds of the air and the flowers of the fields: the rich and the poor! You
open the way to God and fulfil God’s great plans in the world!
All our trust is in you, O holy Providence of the Lord, because you love us
much more than we love ourselves! No, with divine help, I no longer wish to
investigate you; No, I no longer want to tie your hands; No, I no longer want
to cripple you; I only want to abandon myself completely into your arms, calm
and peaceful. Make me take you as you are, with the simplicity of a child, with
that generous Faith that sees no limits! ‘Faith, Faith like that...’ like that
of Blessed Cottolengo who found light everywhere, and saw God in all and for
all!
Divine Providence! Divine Providence!
Give me, your poor servant and cobbler, and those souls who pray and
work silently, sacrificing their lives among the poor, and give to our dear
benefactors that largeness of heart and of charity, that does not measure good
by the meter, nor by human calculation: that charity which is sweet and gentle,
which does everything for everyone: which places its happiness in doing every
good to others in silence: that charity which builds up and unites in Jesus
Christ, with simplicity and candour.
O Holy Divine Providence! The inspirer and mother of that charity which is
the motto of Christ and of His disciples: animate, comfort and fully reward in
Heaven and on earth those who, in the name of God, act as father, mother,
brother or sister to the unhappy ones.
Don Orione
From a page of 20/6/1927,
In the name of Divine Providence,
71-72.
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